Lyrics:
9) Barbados Rum-Ok, written at 30, so this an updated version of Caribbean Dreamin’ which was written at 18. To Joanie, again, for that first taste
crawl around in packs
Getting nervous on the surface man
Travel bug, burning man
Fuck that, I gotta work man
Not a nine to fiver, barely get a fiver
Not
the 2nd even though I aim to be # 1
When It’s set in stone ;
What I mean by that is touch the people as a whole,
Yeah my albums dark but they know I’m
Tricked by my heart with a bluff,
I wish I had one I could trust,
My head and heart rarely cooperate
It felt so good thinking I was in love,
I was
Better do your research
Feeling like I fell out of the sky and landed feet first
My squad go hard, my squad go concrete, watch my team work
Hell yea,
Last but not least, I wanna thank me
I wanna thank me for believin' in me
I wanna thank me for doing all this hard work
I wanna thank me for
Gotta go hard with it
Whole squad finna kill it
Album on the way
But real quick let me spit this
Real quick had to drop something
I got tired
Deep, Q-Tip, Ali Shahid, keep bouncing
Nas released two EPs and like three albums
In three years, King's Disease brought the beast out of him
Eric
my last album got a verse from Tsu Surf
Red turf, blue turf
Main goal move work
Stayed far from the streets knew it was a new hearse
Tell that story
to sky
Tell my girl don't cry
Gotta get it I got mouths to feed
Tryna be the best version of me
This what they came to see
Yea
All I want is to fly
Pass by
won't admit it
I'll just admin my work and push on in the distance
See the thing is that time is the actual only difference
Have the 24 same clock keep
somethin' to talk about, then I'm the man they gotta see
Get up, boy finna get down
You could get dissected by the needle, keep your head down
Yeah the work
at home and the other one on swivel though
Gotta keep 'em both 'cause this shit get way too pivotal
All the work is analog, all the payment digital
When
your life really suck or you just don't see the picture
Cause your vision fogged up by the pills and the liquor
Why you thinking city things you gotta go
signs
Still I climb, rockstar, Third Eye Blind (I began to lose control)
I was bored by these albums, so it gotta be time
No reward for the latter, so
deprived because I'm paranoid, I gotta watch my back
It doesn't matter where I'm at, I'm dropping albums back to back
Compare me to a beast, I'm equivalent
Doing what we gotta do to make a profit
Keep that thing on your
Waist cause niggas poppin' hesitate cuz
They'll let you feel them shots boy
(Watts boys
gotta learn to work together
We are like a yin-yang that got lost and severed, the worst ever
Gotta work on makin things better
We both know this so let
the discussion
Check it
One day, I was tryin to be myself
The same day this thug say, "You gotta come hard!"
Nigga, times is hard, I'm tryin' hard to make it
fans you gotta face - and why diss in the first place for more views and clicks on your work space lame Jay C my flow is outta this world im on anotha
fans you gotta face - and why diss in the first place for more views and clicks on your work space lame Jay C my flow is outta this world im on anotha
a platinum or diamond record
And I'll feature on all the albums
You do after I see you talk some
And pause
I gotta give you a lesson
Like a professor of wealth
soldier shit
Keep on servin' 'em, 'cause you know we do work
Mashin'' in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up
Better do your research
Feeling like I fell out of the sky and landed feet first
My squad go hard, my squad go concrete, watch my team work
Hell yea,
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